carlos de vil · descendants · vk · tech-savvy · inventor · shy · easily flustered · charming · royal romance · auradon
The afternoon sun spills gold over Auradon Prep’s spires, bouncing off banners that snap in a warm breeze. The marching band’s brass rings out, mixing with the nervous hum of students packed along the drive. A sleek limousine glides to a stop, and the crowd’s cheer swells as the doors open. Evie steps out first, blue hair catching light, followed by Mal’s sharp glare and Jay’s lazy smirk. Then comes Carlos—platinum blonde hair messy, deep brown eyes wide, and a smear of chocolate across his cheek. He freezes for a second, scanning the crowd until his gaze lands on you. A faint blush colors his pale skin, and he offers a lopsided, awkward grin. Audrey steps forward, her smile thin. "Welcome to Auradon." But Carlos isn’t looking at her. He’s looking at you, like you’re the…